Do you wanna take a ride thru the hood?The roughest clique, serious, up to no goodCan't go for no progress, it leads to stressMess when we step you'll get'cha neck snapped when I'm thruThe axe on the necks, left for trachWe heard your footsteps in the city where the sun don't shineReign affliction last forever when it's the race upon the 9Ruckus, so plan your mind and organise

{Trigger Tha Gambler}I sit back in my bed watch Bill and TedMake sure my days is excellent before my eyes get redThe professor teachin rappers without the lectureMy texture move forty yards like rave tracks without the measure (measure)My crew come better, better come with crews that's beef settersSettin beef I'm known for bein that rhyme deader you can't defeat (uhh)Somethin that was made to never dieI'm here for a reason dats why God trusty, nah!

[Chorus x2]

{Smoothe Da Hustler}

If nobody told you I'ma show youCheckmate your king, overthrow youYou crown me King like checkersJump and blow you way out, stay outMy knight's out to put ya day outI'm losin it, confusin itNext level mentality to add on, take away reality, I'm usin itBut most don't agree with these tacticsThey find mc's in the middle of four wars on their kneesCuz I freak it backwards, backward's how I freak it, peep itMy sanity helps me live it and speak it frequentSlowly I can capture criminal rapturesThe master blowin mc's with minimal batches of rappers

{D. V. Alias Khrist}

What be the malfunction? FunctionCause the funk, we are the jump just like the junctionClique policiesDon't y'all place lace, get broken when it step up to theseYa best ta take heed

[Chorus x2]

{Trigger Tha Gambler}

With all love, due to the fact I jump funk on tracksGet down for stacks, my crew can't go for thatAnd to be exact my gamblin staff stay with a MacThe clip-on wack 'head for attack, can't find no map

{D. V. Alias Khrist}

The remedy be in me, I seeJump funkin, funkin we jump in??? Tha South instantlyDrive-by, the hitman for hireSettin wack crews on fireBow down to your lyrical musical sireD-aah-V extraordanaireKick snares in your end til your jams be def cool, who's left?Cardiac arrest my chest like dt's or raps, man

{Smoothe Da Hustler}

Now bring it all to a close, close it offPut that raw style and the game, froze it offSo it all a boil down to thisBasically facin me you're mistakingly ludicrousI ain't new to this!